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FOURTHLY

DORR...DORR.... DORRR !

The sound of the door being hit many times made Mihrimah who had just slept shocked. He jumped out of bed.

DORRR....DORRR...DORRR!

The door is still in the door from the outside. Mihrimah stepped towards the front door. Just getting near the door, he paused for a moment. Sculpting... He was afraid that what he imagined would turn out to be true. He was afraid it was his father who had just returned home since yesterday. Usually if his father was home, it must be because he lost a gambling bet.

" OPEN UP, DAMN KID!" Sounds from outside. Mihrimah trembled, it was true that her father had come. As soon as his face turned anxious, his hair rose from fear.

BRAKKKK ! BRAKKK!

The door tried to be broken down and kicked in from the outside. Because the door tried many times to break down, Mihrimah was finally forced to open the door.

When the door opened, his father stood staggering outside. His eyes were reddened and his scent was extremely bad. Smell ALCOHOL!

"ASK FOR MONEY, WHERE'S THE MONEY!" Said his father while extending a hand to the face of Mihrimah.

"I don't have any money, Dad." Reply Mihrimah slowly.

"FUCK YOU YES! WHERE'S MONEY!" Her father's screams are becoming more and more so. Mihrimah's hair was pulled up until she was in pain. His father's hand was ready on top of his head, ready to swing again to his cheek.

"HURRY UP! WHERE'S THE MONEY, HOWAAA!!!" His father's voice grew louder like crazy. Mihrimah was dragged into the room and she saw her father ruffling all the closets.

Mihrimah's tears spilled, she sat on the floor with her head bowed, she cried roaring.

Her father had already ravaged the entire room, all of her clothes had also come out of the closet, her dressing table on the floor so damaged. It was a very bad night for him.

"THIS WHAT?" His father finally found a wallet containing fifty thousands of several pieces of money.

"THE CHILD DOESN'T KNOW HIMSELF!" Maki's her father again at will. His father left Mihrimah with a step that is still shaky.

The room's a mess. Mihrimah is still in the same position. Sitting with her head hidden between her knees, she was traumatized.

All night Mihrimah was awake, she did not sleep. He was afraid that his father would come again. Both of his eyes were swollen after crying, his heart was broken, his night was now gray.

Dawn slowly appeared, both of Mihrimah's hands reaching for her phone that had fallen near her feet. He typed a short message.

Good morning sir, sorry to interrupt, I cannot enter today... I'm a sick permit. Thanks.

Once the contents of Mihrimah's short message to her superiors. How can he go to work if the atmosphere of his house is like this? And what is worse than the condition of his home after his father's rampage is his current inner condition. He's been hit hard. After the morning sun appeared completely, he was bolted from the floor. One by one in his pack what fell on the floor.

The atmosphere where Mihrimah works smoothly without her, but not so with Zeyn's heart. He had been unsettled since morning, his superior nagging all the time. Because what? Because Mihrimah did not enter.

"The new boy has already dared the permits!" Grutu sir Sulayman. Zeyn's ears hurt when he heard his boss nagging.

"Like women. Sissy!" Zeyn only in the heart. He actually just doesn't accept that Mihrimah is in the words from behind. If indeed Mr. Sulayman does not accept permission, why did he not say? Now the boss is nagging all day. So Zeyn thought.

The clockwork moved like it was slow, Zeyn back and forth glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. He plans to go to Mihrimah's house to see her condition after work.

Finish his hours too. Zeyn quickly picked up his jacket and backpack on the chair. Even he did not care about Mr. Sulayman who still intended to ask about the results of work today.

"Zeyn... Ehhhhh? Ehhh..where?" As soon as the voice of Mr. Sulayman tried to stop him, but he still passed, without hesitation.

Zeyn speeds up his bike, he can't wait to confirm Mihrimah's condition at home.

GECK...GECK...GEEK..!

The sound of the door being knocked from outside, Mihrimah was immediately shocked. There is still a great sense of trauma. He walked slowly to the front, when he arrived at the door he only looked at the door that was still on tap from the outside.

"Rima, it's me." Call Zeyn because the door won't open. Mihrimah realized, she recognized Zeyn's voice. He ran to open the door quickly.

Mihrimah spontaneously embraced Zeyn. Zeyn who realized that Mihrimah was afraid then tightened his embrace.

"It's okay. There I am, Ssshhhhh..." Zeyn said softly, making Mihrimah's heart begin to calm down and her fear subside a little. Mihrimah still enjoys the quiet embrace of Zeyn, the only man she now wants to trust. Mihrimah's heart began to open for Zeyn, and Zeyn knew...

Mihrimah was asleep on the sofa, Zeyn was in front of her looking at Mihrimah who was asleep. His face was very peaceful, he stroked Mihrimah's hair.

"They must have been sleepless and frightened." Zeyn whispered after knowing the story why today Mihrimah could not go to work. Zeyn stood up and headed for Mihrimah's room which was still in disarray. Some were already packed Mihrimah before he came, Zeyn also picked up one by one who still fell on the floor and tidied everything as before.

Zeyn glanced at his watch, it was already beginning to evening and Mihrimah was still sleeping soundly.

"Wake up..." Zeyn said as he touched Mihrimah's shoulder.

"Hoahemmmm..." Mihrimah stretched her body and rubbed her eyes.

"What time?? Why not wake me up? " Tanya who is still not fully aware.

"How'd it go? You're that slumbering??" Zeyn replied while taking a squatting position in front of Mihrimah. Mihrimah immediately misbehaved and embarrassed because in the face of Zeyn.

"Why embarrassed? From the moment you slept, I looked at you." Zeyn. Mihrimah's face reddened, she grew even more embarrassed.

"Huh?" Mihrimah hit Zeyn's shoulder and stood up.

"Let's go." Bring Zeyn. Mihrimah frowned.

"Where?" The reply.

"Forget your sadness. With friends." Answer Zeyn.

Mihrimah got ready and that night they went to a nightclub. While his friends Evi, Vienna and Pingkan were waiting at the door, Zeyn showed the card from his wallet to the guarding officer at the entrance and they all managed to get inside. It was the first time they had all been there, and that was because of Zeyn. The music is too tight to get into their ears. They were a little noise but slowly started to enjoy. The flickering lights look like diamonds.

Zeyn ordered two bottles of Whiskey and offered them a glass.

"Drink." Zeyn. At first they were all hesitant, but as soon as they saw Zeyn drinking in a mouthful, they also drank.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh" said Mihrimah. Their faces were compactly shriveled, only the first time they tried alcoholic beverages. Zeyn pours again, Mihrimah's friends refuse, but not Mihrimah. He sipped another glass, then added again and again. He wanted to forget his trauma, resentment and anger towards his father. Zeyn smiled at the courage of Mihrimah. He invited Mihrimah who had been under the influence of the drink to dance to the music. The atmosphere of the Club is getting wild. Mihrimah who is hugged Zeyn from behind moves her body sexy, Zeyn likes, she likes Mihrimah to be sexy.